Here's an excerpt from a (married) friend's blog... Good to know I'm not the only one who noticed.
"I've been thinking alot, lately, how I'm so glad that I'm married. The whole uncertainty of dating and getting your hopes up just to be let down really stinks. I had my share of it... and sometimes I think back and say to myself "I was so silly and naive." But I know at the time it was all so real and painful- I guess it was fun, too- but mostly painful. Even now as a married woman, I still come to the conclusion that single boys are dumb. I don't know any eligible men that are worth introducing to any one of my precious friends- zilch, zero, notta. They are all spineless, wishy-washy, and looking for a supermodel-type girl. Either that, or they think their god's gift to women, cocky, and looking for a supermodel-type girl. I apologize if I'm offending anyone, but I'm really open to being proved wrong. It is only through divine intervention or careful training by sisters and girlfriends that single men begin to see what's good for them. Yes, I'm being harsh. Leave me alone- I'm pregnant."
